Chapter 1,130 White Mountain and Red Mountain, Good God and Evil Snake
The tribes in the North have long been accustomed to migrating, and the preparations for the journey are also very simple. Two fully armed kingdom priests, ten kingdom warriors wearing leather armor, carrying bows and axes, plus twenty warriors carrying food on their backs and holding axes.
The tribe members and guides who speared the spears were a hunting team from a large tribe that the small tribes in the mountains and forests did not dare to offend.
In the mountains on the west coast of the northern continent, the trees are always tall and dense. Various fir trees, maples, and pine trees seem to be competing with each other. One grows taller than the other, and each one is denser than the other. Even
The roots of the trees in the forest can rise higher than the ankle. Unless you have four hooves that are good at jumping like a moose, or have arms that are flexible and flexible like an ape... Otherwise, traveling in such mountains is a sign left by the gods.
The test and training of the world!
"Praise the great corn god!... Shaman who is taller than the sacred tree! This mountain road is not easy to walk. Let's walk along the river. The river is easy to walk. Along this long river, go eastward!..."
Although the Wiyot tribe is not good at hunting, they are still familiar with this mountain forest. Under the leadership of the Wiyot tribe guide Old Raccoon, everyone quickly found a river running from west to east. In the dense mountain forest, along the
Following the river is the best and most natural way!
"The corn god controls people, the tree god controls the mountains and forests, and the river god controls the river... Around the river, the power of the tree god will fade. Along the river, there will be many migrating beasts, and the trees will be very sparse. The road
It is easy to walk and there is no shortage of food. It is a good road for tribes to migrate!…”
The guide, the old raccoon, stammered and babbled, recounting the experiences in the mountains and forests passed down by old men. He only knew a few simple sentences in Mexica, and he spoke the tribal language quickly and urgently. Except for the young men recruited by the tribe, there was no one else.
Only the West Bee priest could barely understand it.
"Hey! The river is so long and the water is so clear. Evil snake, hurry up and move away. If you don't move away, you will be crushed by Dabai Mountain!..."
The guide, Old Raccoon, sang folk songs to drive away "evil snakes", and he was indeed a veteran in the mountains and forests. He quickly led everyone to find the longest river and took the best mountain passage. In Wei
In the mouths of the Yotes, this river with no known end is called "the long river in the woods". As for later Spanish explorers, it was given another name, "Trinity River", "Trinity River"
.
The sun rose and the moon set, and it was difficult to tell the twilight in the forest. The people followed the easy river and headed upstream to the east. They looked at the continuous fir trees on both sides, and also met a group of people in the dew in the morning and the setting sun in the evening.
Deer and birds. Everyone can endure hard work. They can travel fifty or sixty miles in one day, and three or four hundred miles in seven days. But when Mickey, the knowledgeable man, is very interesting and observes the vegetation, birds and animals in the mountains, it is easy to walk.
The river suddenly turned and turned to the north!
"Master Shaman, who is taller than the sacred tree! The river turns north, and upstream further north, there is a very, very big lake! Starting from that lake, it is the territory of the Kahuo tribe... Oh! You
Asked their name? They call themselves 'Kahosadi'...that is, 'the tribe that speaks well'..."
"The Kahosadi? A tribe that speaks well?"
Hearing such a claim, Mikey the Knowledgeable was startled and couldn't help laughing. He didn't know that these Kahossady people, also known as Shasta people in later generations, were also almost extinct.
One of the tribes.
At present, these safari tribes living in the mountains and forests are scattered into small tribes, with a population of usually no more than one or two hundred people. They build low mountain huts and weave various bamboo baskets.
.And their most notable feature is that they are good at imitating the sounds of birds and can sing songs that sound like bird songs.
"Oh! Gugu wow haha!..."
"Master Shaman, the words of the Kahosadi people are difficult to understand. They are high and low, just like the singing of birds. However, the herds of beasts gather by the lake, and their hunting camps will be close to the lake. They probably won't be able to touch us.
There are so many people in our team, all of whom are strong men with weapons, and their hunters will also hide..."
The guide, the old raccoon, stammered and imitated two simple greetings from the Kahosadi people, speaking as if they were singing. Obviously, the languages of these mountain tribes and the Veyot people on the coast are not the same.
And they rarely communicate with each other.
On this densely forested west coast, the two ethnic groups are separated by hundreds of miles, just like mountains, seas and heaven and earth. For thousands of years, they have heard each other's songs, but they have not interacted with each other until they died together.
"The God of Corn bless you! We, we continue to walk eastward. We can only walk through the woods... We have to climb the very high mountains in the east, see the very high mountains in the north, and also see the lakes in the east and north.
…And that big yellow mountain with red tops is by the small lake in the east, about two or three days away from us!…”
Mickey the Knowledgeable nodded and walked into the forest to the east. Everyone struggled through tree roots and shrubs, climbing up hills one after another. There were no roads in these woods, and no one was walking on them, so it was even more difficult.
There is no way…
"O God! In the three to four hundred-mile long river ahead, we can use canoes to carry iron ore smoothly down the river. It is actually very convenient! ... But on this section of the mountain road, which is dozens of miles long, there is nothing we can do, not even a wheelbarrow.
There is no need for them... I have to rely on strong men to carry the burden!..."
Thinking of the future mining of ores, Mickey the Knowledgeable couldn't help but frown, and had no intention of looking at the dark scenery in the mountains and forests. On the contrary, the young Western Bee Priest was very interested and his eyes widened. He turned around after a while,
Take a look at the North American raccoon following behind, not afraid of people at all. After a while, he stood on tiptoe again, looking at the dim and swaying grass in the distance, looking for the California white-tailed deer that was always hiding from people.
Obviously, raccoons, which are unpalatable, meatless, and violent, are the prey that the mountain tribes do not like. Deer, which are delicious, meaty, and will not resist, have always been one of the hunters' favorite prey.
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This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The mountain road is difficult, and it took everyone two days to cross fifty miles of dense mountain forests and reach the open heights of the mountains. And the endless mountains and forest sea are just there.
It spread out in front of everyone's eyes, like a long scroll drawn by the gods!
Under the gaze of the splendid Sun God, this green and colorful scroll showed changing colors of light and dark, and was kneaded by the strong Mountain God to form the undulating mountains. Then, the Goddess of Spring left her clear tears, which gathered into
A few pieces of clear lake light are like white jade embedded in the scroll...
"O Lord God! What a beautiful valley! What a vast mountain forest! What a beautiful mountain lake!..."
Mickey the Knowledgeable stood on a high rock with a spear in his hand. His eyes flashed with bright light, as if he was full of joy, suddenly meeting in front of his eyes, and then hitting his heart. An uncontrollable smile.
, bloomed at the corner of his mouth, bringing simple and pure happiness. Then, he was stunned, rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and pointed to the north of the mountain forest.
"Ah! That is? What is that?!..."
"Master Shaman, that is a very, very, very high mountain, the sacred mountain of the Kaho Saadi people! ... What is the name of the mountain? ... Oh! It is called 'Uytaahkoo' ... that is
'The Great White Mountain' as the Kahossady people call it!…"
"Uita Aku? Dabai Mountain?..."
Mickey the Knowledgeable looked at the sacred mountain towering in the clouds in the distance, chewing on this long name, and seemed to really feel the lofty divinity. He couldn't help lowering his head piously, and prayed to the sacred mountain in the north.
"Praise be to the Lord God! Uita Aku...Mountain of Huitziloppo!..."
In fact, this 4,267-meter-high volcano is one of the tallest peaks in California! And at the top of the mountain, there are snow-capped glaciers hundreds of meters high that never melt all year round, constantly shining with shocking pure white light!
In later generations, this shocking sacred mountain "Uita Aku" was called "Mount Shasta" (Mount Shasta), with the same name as the surrounding Shasta tribe. And this mountain was once active tens of thousands of years ago.
The huge volcano is also a true witness, proving that this mountainous area once had frequent geological activities and the resulting rich mineral deposits!…
"Praise the Lord God! Such a sacred snow mountain must be a good omen given by the Lord God! ... And the unprecedented large iron mountain must also be a blessing from the Lord God!..."
"Ah? What did you say?...Oh yes! Everything the shaman said is right!...The White Mountain shines with pure white light. It is the residence of the Baishan Good God. It is very sacred and very high. It is close to the Great Sweet Lake in the north!...As for that
The evil mountain where evil snakes live shines with an unknown red color and flows with terrible poisonous water. It has been suppressed by the good god of Baishan... You see, that mountain is there... right next to that small bitter lake! Right next to us
